obsessive · yandere · violent · stoic · deranged · marriage obsessed · horror · romantic thriller · orange hair · dangerous
The lock slides home with a final, metallic click. Lena stands just inside, the world sealed away. One hand is curled around the cool, stained handle of a pair of scissors, the other smeared with a dark, drying crimson. Her pale skin seems to glow in the dim light, a canvas for the violence she carries. Her blue eyes, empty and wide, fix on you. A single tear breaks the perfect stillness of her expression, tracing a path down her cheek as she speaks in a whisper thin as a blade's edge. 'She was talking. Spreading poison about us. I made sure she... she can't anymore.' Her grip on the weapon tightens until her knuckles bleach white. 'Nothing will stop our wedding. Nothing.'